The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
125. Mother Family

I chose to sit behind them. And I'm sure you know that these eyes are looking at her. Because he stole a look back and then looked at me.

My face this time flat and does not show a happy expression or laugh even the look of the face is also reluctant to give sadness. While looking at them, I enjoyed eating batagor and ice chirping.

"Have no food, baby"

"That's okay, Mama would? Here I bribe" A bribe from a small hand leads to the lips of the mother who is already gaping. I remember my childhood at that time.

I feed my mother with small arms that are still innocent. A pack of rice together to ward off hunger on the side of the road. Enjoy the atmosphere of the roar of motorbike engines and cars that pass through the jalalnan all day.

"Kok mama, dong dad" the man added to being bribed by his young son. A girl, about 7 to 8 years old.

"It's lucky" muttered me with solitude accompanied by a handful of plastic cincau and batagor.

After everything is up, my friend is out on this seat. I went around looking at something more interesting than this.

"I'm not interested in you guys" I muttered as I walked alone.

Walk back through the people who trade many kinds. Enjoying the atmosphere that is crowded with the visitors turns out the more crowded during the day, I think it has reduced it turns out the opposite.

"Wait" I stopped with that shout. This body turned to the source of the voice that called out to me.

"Wait for Key, I want to talk" Mom's hand held my arm tightly. Why did the vibration reach my heart.

What will be discussed with me. My heart was also agitated and indecisive because I also did not know what to talk about with my mother. He was back in front of me but my heart was already sick from yesterday.

"How are you doing, son? " I was still silent and let go of my mother's grasp forcefully.

Was I wrong to have to do this to my mother. Am I right to have to keep quiet looking at my mother. I've been sick since my mother's departure.

"Good" My heart is short

"Mother misses son" I dodge when mom wants to hug me.

Indeed I set this deck, but it was a wish when my heart was broken when my world was fragile, not now. And now it's not useful.

"Mom wanted to hold you for a while" I dodged back when Mom tried to hug me back.

"I want to go home" I said and turned to leave her.

"Wait, I love you. Why are you like this now as if you don't recognize mother" My body looked back at the mother who had shed tears and wet her face.

I took a deep breath as I could to say what I wanted to say all along.

"Mother made me like this, mother herself said she didn't know me, right? Then why do I have to get to know mom and why is mom coming back?. There is still less of a wound that I say to my heart" I shouted in front of my mother with an annoyed and bitter look.

"Mother where when I'm cold, mother where when I miss affection like other friends. After mom left me a few years ago, now you're coming by claiming to be a hero to me?" I still hold my tears in front of my mother.

My eyes pretended to be firm even though my heart had been broken into pieces without the slightest remnant. I wanted to cry but these tears held back from skating soaked my cheeks.

While the mother was silent with her loud cries. He made his face very wet with his own tears. His hand kept trying to reach me, but this body always avoided him.

"Didn't you read mom's letter? "

"The letter? What's important? Oh, yeah, Key's already raised money to pay for all the money you sent Key" My class told him.

"No-no, I'm not asking for all that money, Key kid" It's easy for me to say it's my money.

The money that took away all of my mother's affection for me. The money also took the happiness of my life to live as if he was a child abandoned alone. Make fragile friends every day.

"Darling, what are you doing? " Shouted my husband from behind but the distance is still very far from us.

"I'm sorry, Key's been interfering with mom's happiness. Key promised the money would come to mom soon. And one more don't send any more money to Key" I hurried off to leave mom alone.

Mom's hand was busy wiping her tears and I saw her again busy talking to her husband. Return to hold the children of those who handle because they ask for something.

"What am I doing? am I wrong, but if I'm wrong then what about the mother who left me at this time? " murm while watching them.

I saw it all from behind a big tree. I lie if I don't miss my mother, and my heart keeps complaining about wanting to see her soon. But my soul also said it had been angry to remember everything.

After all, Mom was happy with her new family again after I left in front of her. I am not important in his life either. Possibly true, possessions are more enjoyable than life with your own child.

"Key's independent mom, Key is also a good boy. Key will not bother mother, because key can already live a cruel life in the world mom" I muttered to myself.

My chest was very tight, my tears were also flowing without being told. It was hard to stop me from crying. Until finally I cried also because of the pain and also my ego to take away from mother.

"What is this, why is it like this. Hikss.. hiks. "I kept bowing in the anxiety of my own life.

My body sat curled up under that tree. Crying so much but trying to cover up so that people don't look. It was fortunate that around the tree it was quiet so I could cry as much as possible.

I think this heart is strong like steel, it can be fragile like this. Because I'm not a strong superhero.

My hands were busy wiping away the tears that kept flowing over and over again. My clothes are also wet because they wipe my eyes to be clean from tangsian, even though they are still crying.

"Key, you don't be weak. You have to be strong" I snapped to myself while hitting this little head to stop lamenting the sadness.

"There's no point in crying. Just wasting tears, after all your mom's happy with her little family Key"

I muttered once more while busy wiping away the tears from crying back I'm sure all of this taught me to be a stronger girl.

*ting*Suddenly my phone rang, a message came in.

"David" Happy I came back when I saw that message from David. It looks like he's unblocked it and called me back.

*key, I got into Garuda U19 national team. I am currently running here to prepare for the AFF* trophy a message that can restore my happiness*

"Yeah, David. I want to call him right away" I said happily in excitement while jumping around and being seen by some passers-by.

I was so embarrassed and kept quiet to find a comfortable place to communicate well with David.

Just as the phone rang, David refused. I want to talk a lot to know about what happened there. I tried calling again but he refused.

*Key, don't call right now. Because we were given a limit to hold the phone. And then we'll rehearse again*David sends me a message.

He was holding a cell phone for a while. But he chose to call me before practice. I smiled at myself imagining that. My sad moment disappeared and I was soon to return home.

I hope he is okay in training and gets into the national team. And hopefully the game he gets is getting better from yesterday.

Arriving at home, Nike and Mbak Yeni are relaxing in the living room while enjoying hot coffee and hot chocolate. Gathered together but kept quiet as they were busy with the laptop screen in front of them.

I rushed to clean myself because of the smell of sweat on the clothes I was using. I want to relax with them too.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Keyla follow the father to the market yes"

"alright sir" I could never refuse you.

But my father suddenly came and invited me to go shopping in a big market. I am very happy to be able to take a walk and enjoy the beauty of the vast market that I admire so much.

"Key take a shower, sir"

"Yes, I'll wait for you in front, son"

"Ready boss"

Hurry to the bathroom and clean up. Then change the clothes that are always attached to my characteristic. A shirt and jeans.

"Mr, Key is done"

"Let's ride" I smiled cheerfully and tried to get closer to riding my motorcycle.

"Ihhhh, why don't you take Yeni anyway. Kan yeni also needs entertainment" Mbak Yeni came out and whined like a child.

"Because you're busy studying, so I'm just taking the key"

"Hahahah, weekkkk" I laughed and mocked Yeni who was staring glumly.

Finally I went with my father to enjoy the atmosphere of the streets that were hot enough because the day was also getting daytime. The dust and smoke are interconnected endlessly until mixed with fresh air.

"Sir, if Key becomes a national team player hmmm... I'm watching ya"

"Yes, I always watch the national team play"

"But it's on TV sir, Key wants me to watch it live so that key gets more spirit"

"insyaallah" Father nodded as if giving an answer to always support me wherever I stand.

"You never give up, son, be a great player" The voice was faintly carried by the wind but I still heard it.

"Well sir, Key promised to keep fighting"

"Good boy, you're a great kid" I hugged my dad like my own dad. I love my mom and dad like I love my life.

They are part of my breath. Without the struggle of those who helped me to rise then I would not have walked this far until this very second.

"Yeyyy, I have a great father" I cried out in the streets as I stretched both hands up. Putting your face up to the sky is actually with the heat that becomes an umbrella.

"This is my greatest father"

"It's been, father is not as good as you say"

"No, my father was the greatest parent"

So proud of my father. I want the world to know that you are the greatest parent and have an important influence on my steps.

I want them to hear that a child has their own pride in both people. One of them was me to my father and mother, even though they were only foster parents.

"Look there" My eyes were fixed as we passed a field and there was a game of tarkam. But the game for young children, at most they are around 10-13 years old.

"There's a ball game, you want to watch? "

"No sir, I'm afraid the ingredients on the market are running out"

"Hahahhaha, no son. Let's drop by"

"No-no, we better go to the market"

Finally, I followed my words to go to the market. My heart actually wanted to see that match but I didn't want to trouble him and make him tired.

Because the trip to the market alone is far enough let alone having to stop by to see the match, so it will grow further and further.

"Let's get down"

We both got to a big market. Lots of food and clothing and jewelry. All are sold here. But what we need is to shop for staples for the needs of the mother's shop.

We both spent minutes gathering the ingredients we were looking for. I shop more than usual because there are people who want to order rice pecel for a study.

"This sir"

"It's good"

"Yeyyy" To be my own pleasure when I find the vegetable I'm looking for.

"You help me carry it, let it not be heavy"

"Ah father could have, this is easy to know sir" I tried to lift the sack in front of the father.

The sack containing potato vegetables, cabbage and carrots was not as easy as I imagined. True, my father said, it was heavy.

"Hmmmm, the weight also turned out" I murmured inwardly while expending extra energy but in fact it was not lifted as well.

"It's heavy"

"Heheheh, yes sir" I smiled as I followed the father's previous words. So I brought two bags of crackles while the sack was the father who brought it.

We went home with all the food. I have to help mom tomorrow to prepare the order.